O.K. No? Not the Money, Sir,
Having confest 'tis all?
Lady. 'Tis all the Money, Sir,
But 'tis not all I lost, for when they bound me,
They took a Diamond hung at my shirt string,
Which fear of life made me forget to hide;
It being the sparkling witness of a Contract,
'Twixt a great Lawyers daughter and my self.
Wit. I told you what he was; What does the Diamond
Concern my Cozen, Sir?
Lady. No more did the Money,
But he shall answer all now.
Wit. There's your conscience,
It shewes from whence you sprung.
Lady. Sprung? I had leapt a Thief,
Had I leapt some of your alliance.
Wit. Slave!
Lady. You prevent me still.
O.K. 'Slid, Son, Are you mad?
Lady. Come, come, I'll take a legal course.